Hmmm——!

The sword light flashed, and the entire theater was like a typhoon passing through!

At the door, the red cloth that was still fluttering was instantly cut off by Qi Qi, and the broken red cloth flew into the distance with the wind pressure carried by the sword qi, like a bird.

In the entire theater, all the objects were shifted several meters to the door, and the people and ghosts also staggered backwards, barely able to stand firmly.

"Boss!"

"Who is it?!"

Both sides shouted at the same time, the first one was Pinocchio, and the second was me.

"Boss?" I reacted as soon as I finished shouting, looked at Pinocchio, and then at the Holy Hand Scholar who was not far away, and frowned, "Isn't your eldest brother the Holy Hand Scholar there, why do you call him 'Boss'?"

"Hmph, what do you know?" said Pinocchio, impatiently, ignoring me at all, still casting his gaze forward, looking at the stage.

"Hiss......"

When I saw him like this, I wondered in my heart.

In fact, this scene is very easy to explain, Pinocchio calls the Holy Hand scholar "big brother", but he calls this person "boss", which explains some problems.

It is not an exaggeration for them to worship their brothers and recognize the boss and find a backer, so they are called, which not only does not mess up their own brother ranking, but also shows respect for this one, which can be said to be the most appropriate.

The six monsters of Meishan have their own ranking, but when they call Erlang God Yang Jian, they all call "Second Master", which is the case.

But the problem is that if their backers come, these people start to show off their might, it is normal to talk like this, but I look at it a little wrong, his original intention of saying this does not seem to be because he came to the backer.

In other words, what urged him to say this was not pride, but worry!

Because you are worried and have no intention of talking to me, so prevarication is a sign of impatience.

But how is this possible?

Curious, I looked at the stage.

In the theater, because all the chairs have been displaced, the old ash in the venue was shaken up instantly, and the entire theater was dusty, and there seemed to be a haze in front of it, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

I said in my heart that this is Gargamel, I like the feeling of being shrouded in smoke, my eyes blink, my eyelids are raised again, and in my eyes, there are two colors of yin and yang!

Yin and Yang Eyes!

I can see through the eyes of yin and yang, how can I be blocked by your little dust and smoke?!

As far as the eye could see, a layer of smoke seemed to be nothing, and on the stage, a man stood on the stage, holding a sword in his hand.

This person was wearing an indigo coarse linen robe, dressed in a more ancient style, but it was completely different from the fairy-like Hanfu ancient style boys, they looked like a rich boy, and this one, looking at it, looked like a person in the mountains.

It's just that I don't know whether this "mountain person" is a mountain village man or a mountain hermit!

I was tied with a thick hemp rope around my waist, I was wearing straw sandals under my feet, and on the top of my head, I was wearing a lily hat, and under the lily hat, a pair of eyes shot out two cold rays of light, as if they were looking at me!

And in his hand, his left hand holds a sword scabbard, the sheath is pitch black, inlaid with gold carving, and in his right hand, a sword, crape myrtle and myriad glow, Ruicai thousand!

"Good sword. I muttered, reaching out to the power of the wind element, blowing away a cloud of smoke and dust, completely exposing the man's appearance to everyone.

"Boss, why did you get out......?

"Third brother!" The Holy Hand Scholar suddenly shouted, interrupting Pinocchio's words, with an indifferent expression, looking at the man standing on the stage, and said in a deep voice: "Boss, we are incompetent, don't worry, we will solve it." ”

"Deal with the!" the man said coldly, "If I don't come out again, this place will be demolished by you!"

"I ......" The Holy Hand Scholar still wanted to say something, but he was entangled for a moment and didn't say anything.

This performance is like an employee who has been disciplined by the boss and does not dare to refute it, but when I listen to this, I always feel that there is a deep meaning in it.

The man stood on the stage, his eyes moving slightly, sweeping over everyone of us present, and eventually, his eyes were on me.

"These people, all of yours?"

"No, this...... Uh, yes, it's me!" I originally wanted to explain that Brother Zhong Ming is not my person, but after thinking about it, isn't this looking for trouble for Brother Zhong Ming?

"Hmm...... But if you make trouble on my turf, I won't be able to do anything, so I guess you're ready. ”

"Of course!" I said as I took a step forward, "I have also heard the name of the Beijing Repertory Theatre, but I didn't know that there was still such a thing as you, and I lost my disrespect, and I only waited for so few people to come, and I lost your identity." ”

"That's fine. The man said. "It's just that my sword doesn't welcome outsiders. ”

"Understand, understand, there will always be some people in this world who are afraid of life, I completely understand, but since I came, I came with a purpose, as soon as you said it with red mouth and white teeth, I just slapped my ass and left, I don't want to lose face?"

Behind me, the fat monk watched the two of us chatting and talking, and put his eyes back and forth on me, and then on the person, frowned, and leaned over to Brother Zhong Ming: "Why are they still chatting, is this the so-called Baishanmen?"

"I don't know. Brother Zhong Ming's face sank, it may be that the appearance of this person is beyond his imagination, there is such a master, this time, it may be to return in vain!

"Uh...... How do I feel like he's speaking slower than usual?"

"Shut up!"

"Huh!"

The fat monk's face flashed to the side, and his face was full of depression. Why is this how everyone is like this?!

On the other side, I was still talking to the man: "This master, you also want face, I also want face, if you just talk about it verbally, I'm afraid we won't give in." ”

"I think so too. The man said in a deep voice.

"If we are not as good as others, we should have self-knowledge, and we will not do it again, if we win...... Hmph! You know, killing people to pay off debts and paying off debts, and the blood and hatred will be avenged today!"

"Good!"

The man's eyes lit up when he heard my words, he raised his head slightly, and the sword peak in his hand deflected, flashing a faint cold light.

"You are the master and I am the guest, how can I compare to you. I put away my sword, crossed my arms around my chest, and looked at him.

His strength is stronger than mine, especially swordsmanship, I can only attack with the characteristics of the Ghost Face Feiyun Sword, if I really compare with this kind of swordsmanship master, it is still not enough. Don't be ashamed, put away your sword first, and make up your mind that you can't compete with him.

The man looked at me and put away my sword, his eyes moved slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking, he looked down and thought for a while, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and then raised his head, but there was a sneer on his face.

"Boy, do you dare to take my three swords?!"

"Huh?" I frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Since we want to compete, we must be fair, don't let others interfere, you stand where you are, take my three swords! If you can't catch it, the light ones will be injured, the serious ones will die, and the rest of the people will retreat on their own, if you don't retreat, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." The man said.

"What if I catch it?"

"Then let you cut me three times, it's still the same, if I can't catch it, let you do it, if you catch it, I'll cut it three more times." ”

"I'm Nima, turn-based!" the fat monk called out at that time. "You...... You have a problem with this rule, according to the general routine, shouldn't we catch the three swords and win?

"Hmph! You broke into my territory and injured my little brother, I didn't just kill you to save face, and you still think that I just forgot it? Hmph! Daydreaming!"

"That, that ......" The fat monk pointed at him, and he was speechless for a while, and in the end, he really had no words, so he squeezed out a sentence: "Do you have the dignity to be a master and bully us juniors." ”

I frowned, why did I still give in?

The man snorted coldly: "There is such a thing as dignity, it is not appropriate to eat or drink, and besides, I have lived in seclusion here all the year round, and I am only accompanied by these ghosts and demons, and there are no others, what is the use of dignity? ”

"You run a theater and think I've watched too many TV dramas......" the fat monk muttered.

"He is a clear trap, relying on his own strength is higher than ours, he has dominated the current situation, forcing us to agree to his proposal, he is sure, Brother Guo's strength and swordsmanship are not as good as him, once he agrees, sooner or later he will be consumed to death!"

"That'...... Do you think Master Guo will agree?" asked the fat monk.

"No, we scattered and ran away, although it was a little embarrassing, but it should be okay to save our lives, it was over if I really agreed, he wouldn't be so stupid, he couldn't even figure this out, he would definitely refuse......"

"I promise!"

......

Brother Zhong Ming's refusal "absolute" was slapped in the face by me before he could say it!

"Brother!"

"Donor, die early and be born early. ”

On the stage, when the man saw that I agreed, he immediately laughed: "Hahahaha, okay, there is a kind! Give you the opportunity to choose, who will come first?!"

"You come first. I said.

"Good!"

The man shouted, and his right arm suddenly waved, its speed was so fast, as if it was teleporting, the sword was sharp, and a silver half-moon-shaped slash slashed through the air!

"Spread out, don't stand behind me!" I exclaimed, my legs tied up, palms crossed my chest, as if in a defensive position.

Pinocchio and the others on the side all laughed disdainfully, as if they were looking at a fool, and the fat monk also folded his hands, but he was pulled to the side by Brother Zhong Ming, leaving my back empty.

Seemingly...... He already knows what I'm going to do.

I thought so, the next moment, the sword qi had arrived, and in an instant, it cut off my body!

But at that moment, my mind was filled with golden light again, and in the eyes of outsiders, my whole body began to be filled with golden light!

Three times a day, refining the gold body!